[Old World – Surface]
At a certain sand field, a massive shift suddenly appeared, and three monks wrapped in scarlet robes emerged from the center.
A conical face mask embedded with thorns was worn on their heads,
and their backs were filled with iron hooks and chains, the other ends of which were connected to gigantic stone tablets, inscribed with their memorable experiences of suffering.
Their palms were evenly torn and fastened with iron nails, forming a geometrical pattern with the blood vessels and nerves positioned between the palms, seemingly a two-dimensional image, yet it gave a glimpse of the Blood Flesh Magic Cube.
Although these three figures looked similar, the one walking at the forefront was distinctly different.
From her physique, she appeared to be a woman, dragging a tablet behind her wrapped with thorns and a segment of her painful experiences etched in red, signifying the miracles of pain she had induced.
Under her lead, the trio, dragging their stone tablets, quickly arrived at the location where the duke’s palanquin was situated.
Correspondingly, an equivalent item must be placed on the other side to maintain balance.
The last two monks in line disintegrated instantly, including the stone slabs they were dragging, all decomposed into usable materials and stacked on the other side of the scale via structural compression.
But that was far from enough,
The leading female monk was similarly dismantled,
By the time the scale was balanced, only half of the female monk’s head remained on the ground… the iron chains growing from the brain’s cut surface still trying to drag the head away.
The Duke flicked a gold coin from his hand, gently landing it on the scale, swapping for the last half of the head.
“Ah~ It’s been quite a while since a ‘Forced Trade’ had been executed, can’t even estimate the price accurately? A deviation of over 1% is truly disgraceful.”
The treasure used to exchange the three monks was instantly sucked into a special space channel,
Unknowingly far in the depths of the Old World, an area known as the Monastery was showered with a ‘Jewel Rain’ for three minutes.
In the innermost part of the Monastery, a pair of eyes pierced with endless pins opened, their mouth releasing visible living words.
“The new acceptor is actually related to the Duke.”
He sent no one, nor did He go personally to investigate, closing His eyes in disregard.
[Black Mountain Orphanage]
Yi Chen, completely asleep, was not disturbed by any night shift teacher,
dreaming that his kneecaps were gouged out, crawling on a path covered with sharp thorns.
Alongside him were countless other ‘Sufferers’,
Many died on the path, devoured eagerly by the animate thorns, becoming nourishment.
When he reached the front gate of a pitch-black monastery, instantly, chains shot from inside, pierced his body, and suspended him in the air.
From the depths of darkness,
a mysterious man in a black leather coat, his body embedded with spikes, floated forth, checking every part of his body through a technique similar to acupuncture, eventually showing a satisfied expression.
As the mysterious man slowly opened his cavernous mouth, the flesh reliefs on the inside of his mouth resembled a map of Hell.
A special sharp needle slowly unrolled from his tongue, held in his hand, and with a slap, embedded it into Yi Chen’s crown.
The intense pain and an inexplicable tang collapsed the dream instantly, causing Yi Chen to sit up abruptly from the bed.
The day had just begun to lighten, the clock’s hands pointing exactly at 6:00.
Yi Chen tried to move, but the sound of dragging chains came from his back, clanking.
Turning his head to look,
the chains transmuted from organic material within his body had actually spilled out during his sleep, forming a butterfly pattern on the bed, quite meaningful.
It even made Yi Chen realize that his “Sensing” ability seemed to have increased during the just concluded dream.
“Awake now?” A voice came from the next bed.
“Lorrian, you woke up early too?”
“What do you mean by early? I never slept.
‘Sleeping’ only needs to be done by another part within my body while I need to focus on my reading time, once we leave this game, I won’t get the chance to read.”
“Did the night shift teacher not show up?”
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